I am here. In the sunlight. I am not ashamed of myself, nor anything I've done. I have never compromised my integrity. I have not allowed my actions to be motivated by fear. I can look at myself in the mirror. Can you?
You have taken so much from me. Deliberately. With cruelty and disregard. You have corrupted and conspired and stolen and planned against me and attacked me. You have done terrible things. You acted from fear and malice. You wallow in shadows. You fear truth.
I am one person, with only my mind to protect me. But I am strong because I know myself. I have never let myself be corrupted by you. And I speak truth.
I do not fear you. I pity you.
"If we lived in a state where virtue was profitable, common sense
would make us saintly. But since we see that abhorrence, anger, pride,
and stupidity commonly profit far beyond charity, modesty, justice, and
thought, perhaps we must stand fast a little...finally, it isn't a
matter of reason. Finally, it's a matter of love." - The Character of
Sir Thomas More in "A Man for All Seasons"
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